Sifting through the late night
whispers
Of forgotten thoughts
Their one more breath of existence
The shelved dreams heave a sigh of relief
Proud in their naked essence
Hazy recollections of a reality
That fell short of their jagged perfection
It takes too long to ponder
What is and what was and how it shall be
Fragments frozen in time
Souvenirs of a mind that knew no limits
Eager to throw off
The labels of expired validity
Content with the possibility
That the very next moment might be their last
And yet, one glimpse can be their salvation.